CHAPTER 9
DAISY'S POINT OF VIEW
Silence stretched, and he didn't say a word to me. His jaw didn't leave my shoulder either.
When I asked the question ....“And when will she be here?”—he froze. Shawn didn't answer me, but I felt it,the hard swallow that rolled through his throat, his Adam’s apple brushing my shoulder as it bobbed.
A small movement, but it shivered straight down my spine.
Heat from his exhale is hot against my neck, and that alone sends a hot chill down my thighs.
He's too close, and honestly, I can't say how much longer I can control myself. I need to leave this place right now.
I need to leave and try meeting Adele,I need some cash before I go check out some money from my accounts.
Not for Christmas, but for just a few drinks….perhaps in the club.
I could see so
